In the room, there were only three members of the beimingyue family left.
After a short silence, the baby's crisp voice rang out: "Mommy."
"Baby." Feng Qingyan looks at his son. Just about to reach out to hold him, Beiming Yue suddenly puts the baby down.
Then he held Feng Qingyan tightly in his arms.
Baby: "...."
The baby looked up at his mother and father in front of him and said nothing.
Beiming held the girl in his arms more and more tightly, and his low voice was a little hoarse: "Feng Qingyan, I'm sorry..."
Feng Qingyan leaned against his arms and was stunned. Beiming Yue even apologized.
But on second thought, what was wrong with him!
It was her father who drugged him, she who broke into his room, and she who ran away.
Although Beiming Yue always said that he would break her leg if he caught her, he didn't even move a hair of her after he found her. He also accompanied her to the production team, including restaurants and cinemas, and accompanied him to dinner and movies.
Although he was domineering and possessive towards her, he did not deliberately hurt her.
Feng Qingyan pursed her lips and whispered, "no, it's not your fault."
After a while, the two finally remembered standing on one side looking at their baby.
Feng Qingyan broke free from Beiming Yue's arms, then squatted down and looked at his son: "baby, are you ok?"
Baobao shook his head and replied, "it's OK."
Beiming looks at the baby more and more. He is embarrassed,
Suddenly the boy became his own seed. Thinking about what he had said to him before and just now, Beiming became more and more embarrassed.
He coughed softly and said, "he's fine. Even if he's not my son, I can't do anything to him as a child."
Feng Qingyan looked up at him and asked, "then why did you send someone to catch him?"
Beiming Yue: "I'm going to treat him as my own." After a pause, his slender big hand touched the baby's head and suddenly smiled: "I didn't expect it was me."
Beiming Yue squatted down and looked at the baby with Dark Phoenix eyes: "son, call dad."
Baby: "...."
A little look that I haven't forgotten your attitude towards me before.
Beiming coughed more softly and said, "what's your expression? My father didn't know our relationship before. Don't you understand?"
The baby pursed his little mouth and still didn't talk.
Beiming Yue: "...."
Looking at the boy's stubborn appearance, Beiming was more and more at a loss, and then said: "forget it, don't force you, wait until you get used to it."
After a pause, he suddenly asked Feng Qingyan, "by the way, did he really call him Baobao? Didn't he choose a name?"
Feng Qingyan looked at the baby and pursed his lips. Before he could answer, the baby suddenly said, "my name is Beiming morning."
Beiming Yue: "...."
He looked at the baby and at Feng Qingyan.
He thought that Feng Qingyan would give the baby his surname, but he followed his surname.
Feng Qingyan lowered her eyes, pursed her lips, and quietly climbed up her cheeks with a touch of crimson.
The more Beiming looks at her reddish side face, the more his heart seems to be touched by something, some sour, some uncomfortable, some unspeakable pleasure.
Feng Qingyan doesn't blame him. She Like him.
Feng Qingyan likes him!
Realizing this, Beiming Yue's eyes flickered slightly. If his son wasn't here, he really wanted to immediately rub her into his arms and kiss her hard.
Forget it, there will be more time in the future, and there will be a lifetime.